(a/n) Lives start to fall apart and come together slowly, starting in this chapter,beware.
~Ray Ray's POV
I looked back and she walked up to me.
"Um, do you mind if I get your number?" She smiled.
I was shocked at first, but loosened up after she smiled.
I don't why, but I gave it to her.
She was beautiful, with curves for days.
She grinned as she put her number into my phone, and I did the same.
"I'm Dana." She said, holding her hand out for me to shake.
"I'm Ray Ray." I replied, shaking her hand.
Why was he so attractive?
Just the way he flipped out, was just so cute.
Ugh, I'm such a retard. Can I have your number?!? Who says that?!?
But instead of freaking out like I imagined, he agreed openly to exchanged numbers.
I put my contact name as 'Future Boo (Dana)'.
"Are you busy?" I asked, giving his phone back.
"Naw, you wanna chill here for a while?" He said.
"Just read my mind." I cooed, walking over to a booth.
It was 6:30 and Jacob still wasn't home.
I pulled my copy of "Talk That Talk" out of my bag and played it on the stereo in Jacob's room.
I just jammed out for half an hour to that one song. I still couldn't believe it was me!
I sang along with myself, looking around Jacob's room.
It was a mess, but I chose not to clean it up.
I heard a car door slam outside and quickly ejected the CD out of the stereo and ran upstairs to my room.
I finished up shopping with Imani, and waited for Ray Ray in the lot.
"How long does it take for him to eat some tacos?" Imani complained.
"You must not remember Ray Ray. You don't remember in kindergarten, when he stole our cookies, and blamed it on Aaron?" I laughed.
"Yeah! I was bout to go OFF on him!"
We locked eyes, and I gave her a small peck on her cheek, making her blush.
"Ooooh, I made you bluuuush!" I joked.
"You did not!" She giggled, covering her cheeks.
"I did too!" I laughed, tickling her ribcage.
"Stop! We're in public!"
"Girl, I played an almost-naked cupid in a park for a music video. I'll do anything in public." I winked.
"Oh really? RAPE! HELP! RAPIST! HELP ME!" She yelled to get me to stop tickling her.
People looked back at us, ready to call the police.
"Okay! Okay, damn. You gone make me go to jail, I swear." I joked.